A hundred feet away
Ode to those people who hide behind their phone as we approach on the sidewalk...
from a hundred feet away
your heart begins to race,
your fragile serenity takes flight
your feet speed you on, better pick up the pace
no! don’t rush, that’s not how you want to be
but you feel the calm sink without a trace
you shrink inside, you hold your breath, urge to run.
from two feet away
that thing in your hand
can shine a light in the darkness
Yet can’t illuminate your path in the darkest night.
you’ve locked your eyes on it, held out in front like a shield
from a hundred feet away you’re a neon sign
the thing you fear most is the thing you’re also desperate to find
every stranger who swings past like a pendulum
I wonder if you see a wrecking ball instead
you are in those passing eyes
if you never look you’ll never see
from a hundred feet away
open your arms
open your eyes
lift your face and smile
you may find the universe smiling back at you waiting to come home
